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[...] (Very quietly): Once you understand the symbolic nature of physical reality, then you will no longer feel entrapped by it. [...]

[...] (Again, a very quiet, smiling, and polite request. [...]

[...] In a quietly amused manner now, Seth was giving frequent instructions regarding punctuation, etc. [...]

[...] She sat very quietly, watching Jane. [...]

[...] The day seemed to be a quiet one for us overall, although she did say she wanted to have the session.)

(The hospital was very quiet today. [...]

[...] All was quiet as far as Miss Callahan’s apartment was concerned. [...]

[...] She began dictating in a quiet voice, pacing rather slowly. [...]

(Jane resumed dictation in the same quiet manner at 9:35.)

[...] Jane resumed dictating in the same quiet manner at 10:09.)

(The session was held in our back room and was a quiet one. [...] Her pace was quite slow at times, her voice quiet.)

[...] She resumed from this position, her head propped up on one hand, her voice quiet, her eyes closed. [...]

[...] The quiet was quite unusual. [...]

(She sat down as usual, kept her eyes closed, and used a rather quiet voice. [...]

[...] She resumed in the same quiet manner, but at an even slower rate, at 9:31.)

[...] I enjoy sitting here quietly, picking up your thoughts. [...]

[...] Would you prefer that I be as silent and solitary and quiet as a tiny pin that sits upon the blue rug? [...]

I should be a bishop, for the looks upon your faces, the reverence and the quiet and the awed expression. [...]

[...] She began speaking on time and in a quiet and clear voice, with few long pauses. [...]

[...] While I was moving about Jane sat quietly. [...]

[...] She resumed in the same quiet manner, sitting down and with her eyes closed, at 10:10.)

[...] Jane, as Seth, sat quietly talking with the Gallaghers while I was gone; I wondered if the enforced delay would give her time to become nervous.

[...] Her voice was quiet but faster than before, so the following short account consists of the excerpts I noted down. [...]

[...] Jane’s eyes were closed in the beginning, her voice quiet. [...]

[...] Seth also said in a quietly humorous way that Frank Watts was still a fathead, as he had told us many sessions ago. [...]

[...] Both are very quiet and unassuming.

[...] She’s from out of town, and I hardly know her [she’s also so quiet]; but even so, I could see how it was possible that she could be embarked upon her own series of lifetime challenges while expressing certain qualities of the entity, or whole self from, which we both emerged. [...]

[...] Sit in a quiet room. [...]

[...] If you persisted upon focusing on noise rather than quiet however, you would find no quiet regardless of the circumstances. It would obviously be ridiculous to settle in the middle of a city like New York if you valued quiet above all things, so common sense operates. Yet even in the midst of that noise you could find quiet if that was your reality. [...]

[...] She spoke this evening while sitting down and with her eyes closed, and in a quiet and clear voice. [...]

(Jane resumed in the same quiet and slow manner at 9:39.)

[...] Jane hears nothing within during pauses, all is quiet.

(Yesterday, Saturday, had been a quiet day for Jane. [...]

(Today was another quiet day for us. [...]

[...] As before, Jane sat quietly with her eyes closed, her right hand raised to her face. [...]

[...] She sat quietly holding the envelope in one hand, with the other raised to her face. [...]

[...] The sound was subdued, yet plain enough in our very quiet room. [...]

(As soon as I realized that Jane or Seth might be attempting something, I sat very quietly myself so as not to stir the air, and breathed shallowly through my nose with my head somewhat averted. [...]

[...] His personality pattern is not quiet, nor aloof, but given to spontaneous inner motion that maintains its own individualistic balance. [...]

[...] He must then behave, he thought, in a measured, reasoned, quiet, calm and disciplined way: and to see that he did, he slowed down the motions the body could make. [...]

(Jane began speaking in a very quiet voice, but quite actively, and with her eyes open at once.)

[...] The energy from our quiet sessions will however transform your lives, and through your works the lives of millions.

[...] Jane sat quietly, her eyes closed. [...]

[...] The left foot moved once in a while, the right one seemed quiet comparatively. [...]

[...] For a moment I thought she was dozing—but she was merely lying quietly while her “body tried to calm down a bit” from the exercises. [...]

[...] All of these procedures will serve to quiet your mind and body, and build up your own reserves.

[...] All was quiet and peaceful in the hospital now. [...]

(The service wasn’t as long as I’d thought it might be, though, and we were on our way to the cemetery shortly before noon, winding through the quiet tree-lined side streets. [...]

(I was pretty quiet today, mostly because I felt tired and didn’t know what else to do to try to get her to eat or be more open about physical motion. [...]

[...] I held up my hand without speaking, Jane stopped talking, and we waited quietly to see what might develop. [...]